The Evolution of a Goblin to the Peak

Paraponera? Souta was having a hard time imagining that this girl in front of him was proficient in hand-to-hand combat.

Most of the paraponera were using their powerful strength in fighting, which is why a lot of them chose to become brawlers or any other class that was proficient in fighting barehanded.

A one-year-old paraponera could already lift ten times its own weight. Their strength would grow stronger with their age. Even a noncombatant of their race was powerful.

Souta glanced at Jeanne and asked, "Then, where are we going right now?"

Jeanne smiled and said, "We're going to our headquarters. The room of the Souta's fan union club."

"Okay, I'm also curious about this fan club. I wanted to see it with my own eyes." Souta said and nodded.

"Thank you, Lord Souta. I won't disappoint you." Jeanne thanked him while bowing her head.

"No need for that. You're my senior, so you can call me Souta." Souta said, and he waved his hand.

"T-then I'll call you S-Souta," Jeanne said with a slight hesitation.

"I'll also call you Jeanne," Souta said to her. He then noticed that Jeanne had stopped walking.

He looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"N-Nothing..." Jeanne's face was turning red. She shook her head and hurriedly walked forward.

'You! You did it on purpose, right? You tease her for your amusement. You're evil.'

Souta smiled as he ignored the voice in his head. He then stepped forward and followed Jeanne.

...

The two arrived in front of a classroom. There's nothing worth mentioning about the appearance of the classroom. It looks normal, like any other classroom in this institute.

"We're here," Jeanne said to him.

Souta simply nodded his head. He sensed several presences inside the classroom and guessed that they were members of the fan club.

'Nothing is wrong.' He said it to himself in his head.

Jeanne stepped forward, and she slowly opened the door. She then stepped inside, followed by Souta.

Souta looked around the classroom and found that all the members of his fan club were girls.

They noticed someone had opened the door, so they turned their heads to look at it. But they were stunned when they saw the person beside Jeanne, the Vice President of Souta's fan union club.

Souta looked at them, and they looked at him with wide eyes. Their mouths were hanging, and they forgot what they were doing.

"Yo!" Souta smirked, and he greeted them with a simple "Yo" word.

After a few moments, they snapped out of their daze.

"Ah! S-Sir Souta is here!"

"I-Is this for real?! Am I not seeing things?!"

"W-What should I do?!"

"V-Vice President! Is that really S-Sir Souta?!"

"Yes, I brought Souta here to show him our fan club." Jeanne nodded and spoke with a proud expression.

"Vice President, you did a good job! You really deserve to be the Vice President!"

"But!!" They then grabbed Jeanne's collar and pulled her.

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing to me? I'm your vice president!" Jeanne said as she began to panic.

One of the girls looked at Souta and said, "You can sit anywhere you want, S-Sir Souta, but... let us borrow the Vice President for a talk!"

Souta nodded his head as they watched them with an amused expression.

"Vice President! We already talked about this!"

"Yeah! Why do you call Sir Souta by his name? And with a casual tone?!"

"Why did you get ahead of us? We decided that we're all in this! So why?!"

...

"I-I'm sorry, Sou- eh!" Jeanne was about to say his name when she felt an ominous aura behind her. "I'm sorry, Sir Souta, for showing you such a shameful sight."

"No, it's okay. I did enjoy it a lot." Souta said to her. He looked around and said, "What did I say before? You can call me Souta. No need to be polite."

"But..." Jeanne hesitated as she glanced at her comrades, who were emitting an ominous aura.

'You are really an evil goblin. You're actually enjoying this.'

Souta ignored the voice in his head and said, "I'm going to get angry if you keep refusing it."

"Thank you, then I'll call you Souta." Jeanne bowed her head, and she looked at her comrades with a mocking expression as if she were saying, "See that! I already got his permission to call his name".

The members of the fan club gritted their teeth in frustration while looking at their vice president.

"Haha!" Souta laughed while looking at them. It caused everyone to look at him.

All of them look at him with a confused expression on their faces. They were wondering why he was laughing.

"I'm not mocking you. I just found that all of you are close to each other." Souta explained it to them. He then asked, "So who's the president of this fan club?"

The girls, including Jeanne, looked at each other before they answered him.

"Sir Souta, we don't have a president in our club. The Vice President is the one who's doing everything for this fan club; without her, we wouldn't be able to create this club at all." They answered him in chorus as if they practiced this speech.

"Hmm...?" Souta raised his eyebrows when he heard their words. He opened his mouth and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"Sir Souta, the position of the president is vacant." They answered him.

"Vacant? How is that possible?" Souta at them with a questioning gaze.

"Sir, it became possible with the Vice President here." They replied to him.

"Then, why did she not become the president of this club?" Souta asked her the most important question for him. He was also curious about why they left the position vacant when there was a suitable person for it.

But their answer left him dumbfounded.

"We all think that only your fiance has the right to become the president of the fan club." They said this to him in chorus.

"Eh...?" Souta subconsciously took a step back. He took a deep breath to calm himself and asked, "Fiancee? I don't have anything like that. More like, I don't have the luxury to enjoy such things."

"Yes!!" They said simultaneously while cheering silently when they heard him say that he doesn't have any relationships.

Souta smiled and talked to them for a while. He checked their logs and found that the club currently has twelve members, including Jeanne.

They said that this club was open to any student, like them, who admired him. Ever since he showed up here, they started to admire him. They collected any news and information about him. The latest news about Souta drove them mad to the point that they created this club. The news about him fighting Gregory gave them a shock. A student managed to fight and defeat the head of a noble family.

This piece of news greatly increased their admiration for him.

...

When everyone knew that Souta was looking for plywood, they immediately went out and provided him with what he needed.

"Thanks for helping me." Souta as he looked at the plywood that he was carrying. With the help of everyone, he easily managed to get a piece of plywood.

"No, Sir. It's our pleasure to help you. Feel free to ask us when you need something." The girls spoke to him in a polite tone.

"Thanks, I'll visit you if I have time," Souta said as he waved his hand at them. He then turned around and left.

'They were pretty good, huh? They managed to get plywood within five minutes.' Souta thought with a smile on his face.

He arrived in the class and gave the plywood to Lumilia. Lumilia tasked some of the people with cutting down the plywood.

The Mage Class 1-B was starting to build the stage they will use in the play. They had one week to finish all of this.

...

"Boys! do your part!"

"Who do I ask for clothing material?"

"We're making good progress, huh?"

"Can I get some clips?"

"Sure."

"Perfect! We're finished with this one!"

Every class was busy preparing for the cultural festival. Each one has different things; some will have a theater play while the others are going to sell their food specialty.

The cultural festival of the Ladro Institute was one of the famous events in Ladros City. This day, the institute will open its gates to every citizen of the city. Since the day the cultural festival was announced, fighting has been forbidden on school grounds. No more challenging other students.

This was the only festival that they will experience the life of normal students devoid of any fighting or battles.

After this festival, everything will go back to normal. Fighting, training, special tests, and outdoor training—all of it will come once this festival is over. That's why the institute didn't remove this from their program. They wanted their students to relax and stop thinking about battles, even if it was only for a few weeks.

Days had passed quickly. In just a blink of an eye, six days had passed, and tomorrow was the opening of the cultural festival.

"One, two, three..." Lumilia counted the curtain in the corner. "It would've been nice to have five."

"Well, it's the last day, so getting materials is an all-out war." Souta said and looked at her. He was lucky that he had the assistance of his fan club; otherwise, it would have taken him a lot of time to get those materials.

"We're here," a loud voice sounded.

Souta and Lumilia turned their heads and saw Nayo and the rest. Nayo was one of the actresses in their play. Her role was the main female lead in the story. She was with Bryan, Lynn, and George. All of them were actors and actresses in the play.

"Let's wait for the others," Lumilia said.